Onomatopeia
I don’t know why I always feel
when the truth comes out and I must reveal
my innermost feelings I keep concealed
I must make them rhyme to seal the deal
Maybe it is that it’s easiest to say
the hardest words in a poetic way
Onomatopeia turns black and white to grey
and maybe it’ll make you stay around to play
and if you did, I’d push you away
My subconscience mind is whom I obey.
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